A walk in the Jungle.
Sometimes I have to just
stop thinking about what I want to write and actually just start writing!
Sometimes my emotions are all over the place and I don’t know who to turn to
and who can make it better. But I know that it’s okay. Because I have this
keyboard, and I have these thoughts. Even if you don’t understand, you’ll at
least know how I feel. And right now this is how I feel. I am walking on this
path with no guidance and no protection. Why am I doing this alone? Why is no
one on this journey with me? How come I can’t come home to someone and tell
them about my bad day and get a foot rub because I’ve worked so hard and I
deserved it? Now I admit, I turn so many guys down a day and then some I only
talk to because I don’t want to feel alone. I know it sounds bad but it’s the honest
truth. And that’s what this blog is about, my truth. I want someone special.
Someone to appreciate all the things AMBER comes with. It’s not always just
good looks and a giggly attitude. It’s much more than that. Sometimes I’m a
complete bitch. Sometimes I only act like a bitch to get attention so I know
that people care. Sometimes I make things all about me, and sometimes I can be
possessive. But I am me, and I want to walk this journey with someone other
than myself. But I think what’s even worse is the fact that walking this
journey alone is out of my control. And that takes us to another point about
me. I HATE being out of control. My business came about because I wanted to be
in control, something wasn’t going my way so I had to control the situation. I
am a control freak. And because I have no say so in who walks this journey with
me, I’m really frustrated. I like to be in control but I also just want a guy
that is willing to take initiative to treat me better than the rest of the
single women out here. Appreciate me and alllll my corny jokes. Not just
physically but mentally and emotionally. Sex isn’t even the same without
someone who I can truly connect with. Support me. Be my rock, you know? I can’t
continue to gamble with these 2017 single men. It’s not the same. I’m tired of
running into the same type of guys. Are they really a reflection of me? Because
if so, I have a lot to change about myself. But I just want my shield sometimes.
I don’t want to walk into the jungle without my camouflage and body armor on. I
need a special one to come and be my armor. Protect your queen. Don’t let me
just walk alone.